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Welcome to Doris O'Connor - The Bear Project

We all love a bad boy, right? That cocksure
attitude, the swagger, the single minded determination to get the heroine into
his bed. That element of danger that surrounds them is like the cake you know
you shouldn't eat, but you can't but help and indulge anyway.

Now, imagine you're stranded in a little hicky town,
with no means of getting away, a town full of rumors and strange happenings,
and one of those sex-on-legs bad boys comes up to you and claims you're his.

What would you do? Would you tell him to take a
hike, or would you give into that instant and explosive chemistry between you?

Such is the dilemma Emmi faces when she meets Cole.
Never in all her life has she been this attracted to a guy, and she does need a
place to crash for the night, so why not take advantage of what he offers. It's
simply a case of scratching an itch, right? What could possibly go wrong?

Well… when you're chosen bedmate is a Bear shifter
intent on claiming you for his mate, a hell of a lot can and does go wrong.
Especially, when it looks as though this particular bad boy is some sort of
assassin too…

Emmi does what any reasonable person would do. She
runs after their night of passion, determined to forget all about Cole.
However, Cole is a hard person to forget, not least because she is left with a
permanent reminder that throws her right into the world and blood line politics
of shifters.

It's enough to leave you dizzy. Add in the return of
Cole, who isn't at all what he seems to be and Emmi is in for the ride of her
life.

Blurb:

When Animal conservationist Emmi Layne meets bad boy
Cole Jackson there is no denying the instant lust between them. She has a thing
for bears, after all.However, you
cannot build a relationship on awesome sex alone, especially when you live on
different continents, and have nothing in common.

Everything changes, when Emmi discovers that their
night of passion has left her with more than erotic memories. She has no means
of contacting him, even if she wanted to, but she hasn't counted on this bear
shifter's determination.

Cole is not what he seems, and he will stop at
nothing to claim what's his—even if that means breaking all the rules.

Can he trust the mating bond to deliver, or will it
spell the end of an ancient blood line?

With the odds stacked
against them, can this unlikely duo find happiness together?

Excerpt:

A
moan slipped out from Emmi, and his balls drew tight in anticipation, as she,
too, lost what cover his old shirt afforded her.She licked her lips, her gaze riveted on his
erection, and he grinned. A primitive sense of ownership grabbed him, and he
bent down, and grabbing her ankles, pulled her down the bed until her ass was
half hanging off it and he could step right between her legs.

This
position opened her cunt for his inspection, and her scent grew in potency as
her juices coated her pussy lips. Cole stroked himself harder in response to
that sight, and she whimpered. That tiny sound pitched his need to claim her to
new heights, but he wanted her begging for his cock and so wet and ready that
she couldn't stand it anymore.

A
vision of keeping her like this, naked and at his mercy, filled his vision. Her
curves would look so beautiful bound by Shibari rope, as she begged him for her
orgasm.

His
dick jumped at the thought, and he used the natural lubrication of his pre-cum
to aid the ever faster up and downward glide of his hand.

"Cole,
let me…"

Emmi
looked up at him, her eyes so dark with her own need it took his breath away.

"No,
I want to watch you come for me." A fierce blush spread all over her skin
at his husky words, and she bit her lips hard enough to draw blood. The
metallic smell filled his nostrils, and his bear roared. "Use your fingers
to spread yourself wider, so that I can see what you're doing. Tell me what it
feels like, and how much you want my cock, sugar."

Emmi
shivered and closed her eyes, but her hands did slowly slide down to the apex
of her thighs.

"Use
your words, baby. I want to hear you."

"Oh
God." Her groan matched his when she spread her labia wide and circled her
clit with one finger. The little nubbin swelled under her ministrations as all
the blood rushed to the surface.

Emmi
complied, and the little needy sounds she made at the back of her throat were
pure music to his ears.

"Words,
Emmi, use them."

"I
… I can't. I just … I want to come so badly. My fingers are not enough. I'm
gripping them imagining they're your cock filling me, thrusting in. I want you
so badly."

He
growled, and she pumped her fingers faster until the wet sounds of her greedy
pussy filled the room. The trembles started as her orgasm took hold, and Cole
grabbed her thighs and took over.

Emmi
screamed when his tongue replaced her fingers, and her essence flowed freely
into his waiting mouth. His bear grunted his approval, and Cole blew against
her slit and then bit down on her clit. The action sent Emmi over the edge, and
he pushed two of his fingers into her clenching pussy hole. She rode those
fingers as her whole body bowed off the bed and tightened before she slumped
back down, moaning and writhing under his fingers and tongue.

Cole
kept up his assault until the last tremors stopped and then crawled up her limp
and sweat slicked body to kiss her.

"You're
not playing fair." She mumbled the words and ran her hands over his chest,
up to his shoulders and then down his back until she could reach his ass. With
his body cocooned between her thighs, his cock slid up and down her wet slit
and he indulged himself by thrusting into her just once.

Her
cunt closed around him like a velvet fist, and Emmi pushed her feet into his
calves and lifted up to meet his thrust. Their gazes locked when he pulled out and
then pushed into her wet heat again.

"Oh,
God, Cole, you're driving me insane."

His
little human bucked against him, and her vaginal muscles clenched and released
around his dick in an effort to hurry him along. It took all of Cole's
willpower and self-control to not simply give her what she wanted, but he
withdrew again until just the tip of his dick remained inside her entrance.

Emmi
shook and groaned and pleaded, and he ground his teeth to stop himself form
coming.

"No,
we'll do this my way. Stop trying to hurry me, sugar, or I'll tie you to this
bed and leave you hanging."

Her
sharp intake of breath made him smile, and he paused half in half out of her
sweet cunt, until he could nudge her sweet spot with short, shallow thrusts
that had her luscious body climbing again. He could see it in the way her eyes
clouded over, and her breathing quickened. Her fingernails scored his skin hard
enough to draw blood, and Cole welcomed the slight pain, as he pushed her over
that edge again.

"That's
my girl. Come for me again. Beautiful."

He withdrew and flipped her over, so that she was
bent over the side off the bed. With her knees on the floor, and her legs
spread wide, her ass was there for him to play with, and Cole smacked one cheek
and then pushed his fingers back into her vagina.

A
rush of air escaped Emmi's lungs, and she groaned into the bed covers and
lifted her ass up to give him better access.

Cole
rubbed his stubble along her shoulder blades and kissed her spine. A shudder
went through her body, and she sighed his name when he withdrew.

"What,
baby? Do you want me to spank you again?"

He
delivered another open handed swat to her other cheek with enough force to
leave a bright mark on her pale flesh as the blood rushed to the surface. His
possessive bear urged him to do it again, to mark her body with his hands and
claws and teeth, but the man needed to be sure she was on board with this.

Glutton for punishment would be a good description
for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people
find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler
and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust
bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess
she is not.

There is always something better to do after all,
like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even
more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters
tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris
burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and
quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales
involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get.
From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories
are guaranteed.

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